Urban Gladers (Maze Runner Fanfiction)

Chapter 4

"So. Mr. Janson wants to take over all of WICKED city?" Questioned the girl with the ebony skin.

"So it would seem." Minho mumbled in reply.

The five of them had been sitting under the bridge for hours, unable to move.
Suddenly, Thomas heard a soft cry in the wind.

"Hello?" A voice called.

Thomas sat up abruptly and turned towards the voice. Minho straightened as well,

"What?! What is it?" He asked.

"I-I heard someone."

Thomas sat up and started toward the noise as Chuck mumbled something about bad ideas and followed him.

The five of them quietly scrambled out and followed the frequent "hello" that they heard, almost a whisper in the wind. At one point, the voice stopped. The five of them were walking around in the dark, blind.
After a few minutes of not hearing a thing, Thomas did the stupidest thing that came to his head.

"HEY!" He screamed at the top of his lungs.

For a moment, nothing happened, and Minho looked like he was ready to whoop his ass, but then,

"THOMAS?! IS THAT YOU!?"

Thomas nearly collapsed with relief.

"BRENDA!!"

He started running, the two girls calling out Brenda's name as well.

They kept calling each other's names until Thomas saw a figure in the distance. As he ran closer, he made out Brenda's features and she ran into his arms.

"YOU'RE ALIVE!" She sobbed.

She ran her hands up into his hair and down his chest while repeating the words, tears still streaming down her face.

The two girls ran to Brenda, the three of them embracing in a group hug, sobbing. Brenda coughed out a few words.

"He-he jumped off the ceiling. He-he's in pain... Please."

She grabbed her two friends' hands, and all of them raced after her. She lead them to a cave, and the group dived in. Inside the cave were two others. The black haired, blue eyed girl Thomas had seen with his friends earlier, and she was sitting over someone else. When Thomas got closer, he recognized the blood-covered face of...

"NEWT!" Minho cried.

The three boys crowded around their friend, as he writhed in pain.

"I-I-I'm fine." He groaned.

Blue eyes looked at all of Thomas's group,

"Brenda and I were outside when the doors were locked," she said, slightly panicked, "When we heard the commotion we ran but we saw him on the ceiling, backing up from a guy with a gun and-"

Her voice caught and she looked down at Newt, pressing at the wound in his leg. It looked misshapen, almost bent.

"He jumped." Brenda finished. "We got him out of there as soon as we found out he was breathing. But we watched the building for hours; from all sides. No one else made it out-"

This time her voice caught.

"Finding you guys has been the highlight of my night." She weakly joked.

The eight of them sat in silence as blue eyes tended to Newt's wound.

Thomas checked his watch and counted the seconds as it struck midnight.